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Finally he eased the rod out.
She held her eyes closed while she assumed he recorded the information and cleaned things up.
“Such a good girl,” he praised as he slid something under her. “You’ve had an exhausting morning, and you didn’t get enough nutrition. I’m going to feed you a bottle and let you take a nap now.”
She arched and tugged on the restraints when she realized he was putting a diaper on her. “No diaper, Daddy.”
“Just for your nap, Little one. You’ll be able to relax and sleep harder when you’re diapered. Your mind can settle better when you know you don’t have to worry about wetting yourself.”
Once again, he won. She couldn’t fight him. Not on this. Not on anything. It was starting to sink into her mind that she would be expected to submit to him far deeper than she’d ever known.
Her mind was at war. Part of her wanted to rebel against all the humiliating things he was doing to her. But another part of her secretly loved his dominance and the fact that he never let her get away with anything.
His word was law, and obeying him made her heart beat faster. The birthmark on her wrist seemed to pulse when she relented to his rules. It radiated through her, sending warmth into her limbs. A calmness she could not explain.
ChapterThirteen
For Arion, his Little mate’s naptime was unnerving. She’d been with him less than a day and already the place seemed too quiet and boring while she slept.
He kept a close eye on her, carrying the monitor everywhere he went so he could glance at it and see her sleeping peacefully whenever he wanted. Of course, he would also know the moment she made even the tiniest peep because he had the volume turned all the way up.
The little suckling noises she made around the binky were so sweet he almost couldn’t stand it. He realized he was new to this mate/Daddy gig, but how did Little girls self-soothe ordinarily if they didn’t use binkies? It was clear she hadn’t used one since she’d been an infant, if ever.
He was pleased with how well things were progressing. His father had warned him some Little girls were more headstrong than others. Jezebel could have been far more argumentative and taken longer to adjust to all the things she’d managed to accept.
He needed to take this opportunity to check in with his father, so he took the monitor and his cell phone and stepped outside onto the back deck so he could speak freely and avoid waking her.
“Hey, I was wondering when I might hear from you,” Talon said as soon as the call connected. “How are things going?”
Arion grinned to himself. “All is well. Going smoother than I expected.”
“I assume she’s napping?”
“Yes. It’s obvious that our ways shock her, and she’s skeptical about nearly everything, but you were right about the mark. All I have to do is touch her with it, and she softens.” Maybe it was cheating, but Arion needed to use everything at his disposal.
“Good. You sound happy.”
“I am. Anything new on the location of the Grelian pack?”
His father sighed. “No. Things have been quiet.”
“I don’t like it.”
“I don’t either. The elders are meeting this afternoon to discuss an offensive position.”
“Good. I think that’s best. Keep me posted.”
“I will. Enjoy these early days with your sweet Little girl.”
“Thank you.” As Arion ended the call, he noticed Jezebel stretching out her legs, so he hurried to get back inside, leaving the phone and monitor on the kitchen table as he headed for the nursery.
His Little girl was frowning when he entered. Maybe the honeymoon period had worn off. She was holding the binky in her hand. “I don’t need a pacifier.” She rolled awkwardly to one side and shoved to sit up. “I don’t need a diaper either.”
He reached down and lifted her into his arms, but she squirmed immediately. “Let me down, Daddy.”
At least she was calling him Daddy.
He eased her to the floor.
